Okay, its been a week.
Went to church with my Mom today, didn't think it would be as hard as it was.
My Dad wasn't there. I couldn't hear him singing. I didn't get to feel his hand graze my shoulder as he draped his arm across Mom's shoulder during service while I sat beside her. I didn't get to see him reach over and hold her hand as the pastor began to pray. I didn't get share Sunday dinner with him. I cried all through church, couldn't help it. I miss my Dad so much.
Its not that I'm not glad to know Dad is in a better place. I just miss him. That's all.
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